DEMIGODS

*Satu* · 01-03-2015, 04:22 PM

The call didn't wake Satu, who hadn't been asleep though she was still curled in her den. She'd been staring contemplatively at the dirt floor of the little den beneath a fallen pine, having been awake for several hours trying to force herself back to sleep. Sleep hadn't come, as it hadn't for a while now. Night seemed the worst time, all the stress and fears for her family members suddenly looming large enough to devour her. Who was taking care of Anthem? How were the pups being treated? Where the hell was Song? Her thoughts chased each other around her mind endlessly, and she couldn't shut them off long enough to sleep. It didn't help that she'd started her heat cycle, so she had the added discomfort and constant annoyance and moodswings from that.

In short, Roman's call was a welcome distraction.

She had no training in her chosen field so there was little point in competing for the positions unless no one else stepped up because why would Roman want an untrained beta or lead warrior? Still, she could at least provide a challenge for the would-be leaders so Roman could decide if she wanted them in that rank, so when she wandered into the group she plopped herself down in front of Roman rather than with the spectators. Where was Drashiel? Well, probably with the pups - it looked like Roman had already popped them out. D'awwww Daddy Drashiel. Good luck with the little monsters she thought privately in his general direction.

"Hey Roman," she yawned, sleep deprivation roughening her voice into a rumble. "I'll compete in your trials if that's ok."

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